Page 12 of Lilah
"Your manners aren't very good," I place myself in front of his large frame, keeping him from walking any further.
Unlike most people on earth, he doesn't stop walking when I stand in front of him.
He's like a bulldozer.
He walks right into me and to keep my balance, I grab the front of his shirt. His strong, tattooed arm wraps around my waist, keeping me up and pressed against him.
Goodness me.
"How old are you?" his eyes fall to mine and although I've seen their darkness before, it still shocks me.
Old enough to know better than to follow mysterious strangers.
"Nineteen," I mumble and his eyes fall to below my neckline.
"If I get a milkshake with you, will you fuck off?" he questions lowly.
Probably not.
"I will," I nod.
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I hope ya'll enjoyed this chap! Thank you for reading!
Two updates in one day, I'm on a lil roll ;)
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-Ashlyn Montgomery
Chapter 3: Sugar
?Azalea?
"Why didn't you get anything?" I question the no-name who sits on the other side of the booth.
I got my all-time favorite: cookies and cream, aka Oreo. They're basically the same thing.
He crosses his arms and leans them against the table. I can't help but watch the way they flex and his beautiful tattoos.
"What's your name?" I question somewhat nervously, afraid he'll ignore me once again.
"Grey."
I nearly shiver at his voice. It's just so wonderful. I let a smile appear on my face.
"Azalea Delilah Carson," I tell him fully just in case he didn't hear me outside.
Now he knows my government name, that wasn't my best decision.
"Is your name short for anything, like Greyson?" I question, trying to get any kind of words out of him.
"No," he slightly glares. Woah, he must not like Greysons. Poor Greysons of the world.
"Where are you from?" I take a sip of my milkshake slightly getting an Oreo chunk stuck in my throat. I hold back from coughing it out, just taking another sip.
